Hold me
Title: Hold me
Author: Geojitmal
Rating: PG
Word count: 842
Pairings: GTOP
Genre: Flangst ^^
Summary: Someone works too much and vents his anger on his lover.
Diclaimer: All mine. Not.
A/N: Eh...dunno, had this unfinished on my desktop and now it's half past two in the morning and I got the (not-so) brilliant idea to finish it, lol. Don't like the ending, but don't want to think about something else now. Oh, and it would be nice if, for once, fics would turn out how I intended them to turn out. >_> Un-beta-ed.
&& I'm sorry for not answering comments on my last fic. I forgot, and when I remembered, it was too late. m_ _m
Seunghyun lounged on the couch in the spacious living room of the Big Bang apartment, zapping through various TV channels, not really watching anything. It was late and the other three members already went to bed.
Three?
Yes, Jiyong was still at the studio, still working on his solo album. He did that most nights these days. He would leave the apartment around noon and would only return way past midnight. Jiyong told his lover not to stay up and wait for him every night. It would be enough if one of them would be exhausted and tired, he argued. But Seunghyun rarely listened to that request. He couldn't really sleep without his love beside him anyway.
When Seunghyun finally heard the front door opening, it was already 1.30 in the morning. He shut off the TV and stood up.
"Hey," Jiyong said when he entered the living room. "I told you not to stay up every night, pabo." He sounded really tired.
Seunghyun smiled and walked up to his boyfriend. "I know." He took the youngers' face in his hands and gently kissed his lips.
"So...how was your day at the studio? Were you able to work with the lyrics you wrote last week?"
Jiyong didn't answer immediately, instead averting his eyes, looking at the floor.
"Hey, what's up with you?" TOP wanted to know, trying to urge him to look him into the eyes once more.
"Couldn't you use them yet?"
"No! No I couldn't use them and no, I don't want to talk about the studio, okay?" the smaller suddenly snapped, taking a step back.
Seunghyun was surprised by the sudden mood change. His lover looked mad. Carefully he took a step towards him again.
"What's up, hm?" he gently enquired. "You can tell me, you know."
"Like hell I can. You have no idea, anyway."
Okay, that hurt.
"You don't know how I'm working my ass off at the studio every fuckin' day and night, without really achieving anything or making any progress at all. You don't know how everyone at the studio keeps telling me that I need to get a grip and finally finish those damn lyrics. You have no idea how YG calls me in every day to fuckin' tell me what else I need to finish for the band and how they ask about the progress I made at the studio every.fucking.day. And! You have absolutely no idea how all this scares the hell out of me. I don't want to mess up, Seunghyun. I...am scared of failing. I'm scared that I won't be able to come up to everyone's expectations..."
His voice, getting lower and lower the longer he spoke, trailed off and ended in sobs. Tears started rolling down his face somewhere in the middle of his rant.
Seunghyun felt as helpless as he never felt before. He wanted to hug the crying man in front of him, hold him close and tell him that everything was going to be alright, because he knew it was, but he wasn't sure if it was alright now to aproach the younger again.
He took a tentative step towards his lover, relived when he didn't step back this time, and carefully embraced him, which only caused Jiyong to cry harder. Seunghyun craddled the small head against his chest, the other hand holding him as close to him as possible.
Jiyong clung to his boyfriend like his life depended on it.
"I'm sorry" he whispered inbetween sobs.
Seunghyun let go of him and took his hand instead, leading him to their shared bedroom. He helped him to step out of his clothes and lay him down on their bed, covering him with the thick blanket.
Then he lay himself next his lover, head resting on his hand while the other stroked the smaller's cheek, collecting the last remaining tears.
"Make love to me." Jiyong whispered, looking directly into his lovers eyes.
"Anytime, baby. But not now. You'll rest now, you hear me?"
"Stay with me then?"
"Where else would I go?"
For the first time this night, a small smile crept onto the younger's lips. He closed his eyes, snuggled closer to his lover and enjoyed the attention he got from him, while drifting off to sleep.
When Seunghyun was sure his lover was asleep, he carefully got up and went back to the living room to retrieve his cell. He called YG, telling them that GD needed a day off, then he went back, changed into his pajamas and cuddled up to his lover.
But not before turning the alarm clock off.
He knew that Jiyong would probably scream at him in the moring, for turning off the alarm, for arranging a day off for him, because he simply didn't have the time to take a day off.
But he sincerely hoped that, after Jiyong got over his fit, he would see that it was for the better. Seunghyun didn't like the thought of the most important person in his life breaking down because of stress.
Comments, criticism and suggestions are welcome. =)
Author: Geojitmal
Rating: PG
Word count: 842
Pairings: GTOP
Genre: Flangst ^^
Summary: Someone works too much and vents his anger on his lover.
Diclaimer: All mine. Not.
A/N: Eh...dunno, had this unfinished on my desktop and now it's half past two in the morning and I got the (not-so) brilliant idea to finish it, lol. Don't like the ending, but don't want to think about something else now. Oh, and it would be nice if, for once, fics would turn out how I intended them to turn out. >_> Un-beta-ed.
&& I'm sorry for not answering comments on my last fic. I forgot, and when I remembered, it was too late. m_ _m
Seunghyun lounged on the couch in the spacious living room of the Big Bang apartment, zapping through various TV channels, not really watching anything. It was late and the other three members already went to bed.
Three?
Yes, Jiyong was still at the studio, still working on his solo album. He did that most nights these days. He would leave the apartment around noon and would only return way past midnight. Jiyong told his lover not to stay up and wait for him every night. It would be enough if one of them would be exhausted and tired, he argued. But Seunghyun rarely listened to that request. He couldn't really sleep without his love beside him anyway.
When Seunghyun finally heard the front door opening, it was already 1.30 in the morning. He shut off the TV and stood up.
"Hey," Jiyong said when he entered the living room. "I told you not to stay up every night, pabo." He sounded really tired.
Seunghyun smiled and walked up to his boyfriend. "I know." He took the youngers' face in his hands and gently kissed his lips.
"So...how was your day at the studio? Were you able to work with the lyrics you wrote last week?"
Jiyong didn't answer immediately, instead averting his eyes, looking at the floor.
"Hey, what's up with you?" TOP wanted to know, trying to urge him to look him into the eyes once more.
"Couldn't you use them yet?"
"No! No I couldn't use them and no, I don't want to talk about the studio, okay?" the smaller suddenly snapped, taking a step back.
Seunghyun was surprised by the sudden mood change. His lover looked mad. Carefully he took a step towards him again.
"What's up, hm?" he gently enquired. "You can tell me, you know."
"Like hell I can. You have no idea, anyway."
Okay, that hurt.
"You don't know how I'm working my ass off at the studio every fuckin' day and night, without really achieving anything or making any progress at all. You don't know how everyone at the studio keeps telling me that I need to get a grip and finally finish those damn lyrics. You have no idea how YG calls me in every day to fuckin' tell me what else I need to finish for the band and how they ask about the progress I made at the studio every.fucking.day. And! You have absolutely no idea how all this scares the hell out of me. I don't want to mess up, Seunghyun. I...am scared of failing. I'm scared that I won't be able to come up to everyone's expectations..."
His voice, getting lower and lower the longer he spoke, trailed off and ended in sobs. Tears started rolling down his face somewhere in the middle of his rant.
Seunghyun felt as helpless as he never felt before. He wanted to hug the crying man in front of him, hold him close and tell him that everything was going to be alright, because he knew it was, but he wasn't sure if it was alright now to aproach the younger again.
He took a tentative step towards his lover, relived when he didn't step back this time, and carefully embraced him, which only caused Jiyong to cry harder. Seunghyun craddled the small head against his chest, the other hand holding him as close to him as possible.
Jiyong clung to his boyfriend like his life depended on it.
"I'm sorry" he whispered inbetween sobs.
Seunghyun let go of him and took his hand instead, leading him to their shared bedroom. He helped him to step out of his clothes and lay him down on their bed, covering him with the thick blanket.
Then he lay himself next his lover, head resting on his hand while the other stroked the smaller's cheek, collecting the last remaining tears.
"Make love to me." Jiyong whispered, looking directly into his lovers eyes.
"Anytime, baby. But not now. You'll rest now, you hear me?"
"Stay with me then?"
"Where else would I go?"
For the first time this night, a small smile crept onto the younger's lips. He closed his eyes, snuggled closer to his lover and enjoyed the attention he got from him, while drifting off to sleep.
When Seunghyun was sure his lover was asleep, he carefully got up and went back to the living room to retrieve his cell. He called YG, telling them that GD needed a day off, then he went back, changed into his pajamas and cuddled up to his lover.
But not before turning the alarm clock off.
He knew that Jiyong would probably scream at him in the moring, for turning off the alarm, for arranging a day off for him, because he simply didn't have the time to take a day off.
But he sincerely hoped that, after Jiyong got over his fit, he would see that it was for the better. Seunghyun didn't like the thought of the most important person in his life breaking down because of stress.
Comments, criticism and suggestions are welcome. =)